sorrow

Here I was. Finally. I couldn't take my eyes of the rusty remains of her.

It was so hard to think my own father was travelling on this very liner.

I could literally hear the screaming and shouting of men, women and children.

All shouting nothing but the word "HELP".As I stared with complete sorrow

a tear full of emotion and salt rolled down my pale cheek. I could bare

it no longer. It was too much for me. Now I could hear the voices. They

were no longer faint. I could see something walking towards me!

I wonder........